The princess returns strongly, and the divorced regent is busy chasing his wife

The battle was extremely fierce. Nangong Yu's army was unable to take care of itself and was attacked from all sides. As the commander-in-chief, Nangong Yu knew very well what this battle meant to him.

At first, he stayed in the military camp and never went into battle, until his deputy general came to report, covered in blood: "General, we have been attacked by an army that came from nowhere. They have caused us a lot of losses in the rear. Now we are attacked from both sides. The army in the rear has powerful weapons that we have never seen before. It looks very scary. We originally had an advantageous position, but now it seems that they have reversed the situation. We may be defeated at any time... Please pay attention to that."

After listening to the deputy general's report, Nangong Yu was so frightened that his face turned pale. He told himself in his heart that he must not lose, he must not lose, because he could not afford to lose.

He forced himself to be strong and scolded the deputy general: "Don't exaggerate here. I don't believe that our army of more than 100,000 can't defeat Nangong Mingxuan who only has 30,000 soldiers and horses."

"Marshal...we no longer have more than 100,000 soldiers. Ever since the rumors spread in Jiangcheng, thousands of our soldiers have been deserting every day. So when the war started yesterday, we only had less than 80,000 people able to fight." The deputy general advised truthfully.

He stared at Nangong Yu closely, but the other party did not react at all, as if he was in a daze.

Seeing this, he took a deep breath and continued, "Just when the war started today, there were more than ten thousand people who deserted! Coupled with the extremely powerful weapons possessed by the enemy, countless of our brave soldiers died on the battlefield! What's worse, those who are timid and have no desire to fight have made our army almost lose the ability to resist." As he continued to speak, his emotions became more and more excited, and his voice gradually became high-pitched and passionate.

At this moment, Nangong Yu was almost crazy because of these words. He opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief, and he could not accept the cruel reality of failure.

Suddenly, he became furious, stood up abruptly, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Shut up... shut up... shut up! Don't talk anymore!" The roar was like thunder, deafening.

Before he finished speaking, he frantically drew out a sharp sword from the waist of his personal attendant like a wild beast out of control.

In an instant, a cold light flashed, and the sword fell. The deputy general who came to report the battle situation didn't even have time to react before he was cut straight in half by the swift sword.

There was a muffled "puff" sound, and blood spurted out like a fountain, splashing all over Nangong Yu's face which was twisted with anger and despair.

He angrily threw the knife in his hand back to the follower beside him, and then said with a look of despair: "Impossible... Impossible, it's alarmist. This prince can't lose, this prince is the king of Northern Qi... Come, follow me to the battlefield to kill the enemy, Nangong Mingxuan, today this marshal must kill you with his own hands..."

After saying this, he rushed out of the army like an arrow, and without wiping the blood off his face, he jumped onto the horse's back.

The personal guards behind him followed closely, including Dali and others.

On the battlefield, the soldiers witnessed Nangong Yu riding a white warhorse, holding a big sword, clamping the horse's belly like a gust of wind, sitting upright on the horse's back, and majestically going into battle to kill the enemy, like the god of war descending. This was a great encouragement to the soldiers.

As a result, some soldiers who were originally disheartened rekindled the fire of hope in their hearts, tightly grasped the steel knives in their hands, and followed Nangong Yu to continue fighting bloody battles.

As for Nangong Mingxuan, he took the lead and led his soldiers to charge at the forefront of the team. Wherever he passed, there was blood and rain, and he was invincible.

Wushang, Lengze and Mo Ran, who followed behind him, all gathered their strength and fought a desperate battle with the enemy.

The enemy's morale was boosted by Nangong Yu's personal participation in the battle, and they were on the verge of being defeated.

Under his encouragement, the soldiers were full of fighting spirit and gradually gained the upper hand.

Ouyang Miaoling, who was observing the changes on the battlefield with a telescope, saw that the situation on the battlefield had changed slightly. While she was trying to find the reason, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of Nangong Yu who had appeared.

She smiled brightly at Leng Zimo beside her, like a blooming flower, and then opened her red lips: "The big fish has taken the bait, let's attack together and see who can hit this big fish." As she said that, she handed the telescope in her hand to Leng Zimo.

Leng Zimo took the telescope with a look of suspicion on his face, and imitated Ouyang Miaoling, holding it in front of his eyes to look. Sure enough, he could see the entire battle situation on the battlefield. Even Nangong Yu, who was still some distance away from them, seemed to be very close.

He said with a look of shock: "Princess, what is this? It's so useful. It makes things so far away seem like they are right in front of you." As he said that, he reluctantly returned the telescope in his hand to Ouyang Miaoling.

Seeing his curious and expectant look, Ouyang Miaoling deliberately kept him in suspense and said, "If you want to know what this is, wait until you snipe Nangong Yu, and I'll tell you."

Leng Zimo was deeply encouraged. He picked up the sniper rifle beside him, recalled the instructions Ouyang Miaoling taught him, found a suitable place for sniping, and then aimed in the direction of Nangong Yu.

The sniper point found by Ouyang Miaoling complemented Leng Zimo's. As long as Leng Zimo missed his target, Ouyang Miaoling would be able to behead him.

As Leng Zimo made the gesture he had prepared, Ouyang Miaoling stared at the direction of Nangong Yu through the sight.

Ouyang Miaoling made a gesture to Leng Zimo to start. He held his breath nervously, aimed at Nangong Yu's head, found an angle that would ensure a hit, and without any hesitation, pulled the trigger. As the bullet in the sniper rifle's barrel sprayed out, Nangong Yu, who was fighting bravely on horseback, fell straight off the horse.

"I hit it...Princess, I hit it..." Leng Zimo jumped up excitedly.

The enemy, Nangong Yu was shot dead, and someone shouted loudly: "The Marshal is dead, the Marshal is dead, let's surrender..."

As he instigated the commotion, more and more people joined in the shouting. In an instant, the enemy's fighting power was destroyed. They no longer had the will to fight and dropped their weapons, surrendering with their heads in their hands.

Guimei also took the opportunity to rush to the city gate, and he ordered them to lay down their weapons and surrender without killing them.

The enemy troops were originally a group of scattered soldiers. After hearing the news of the commander's death, they lost confidence one after another, and finally the soldiers guarding the city gate voluntarily surrendered.

Finally, the ghost ordered people to open the city gate from the inside to welcome the regent's army into the city.

The soldiers who were still resisting in the city had all laid down their weapons and surrendered. Nangong Mingxuan led a large army into Jiangcheng.

At this point, the battle came to an end with Nangong Yu's defeat.

While clearing out the enemy troops, Leng Ao also met Leng Ze. At the crucial moment, it was Leng Ao who spread the news that Nangong Yu had been killed in the army. His internal support also played a crucial role in the victory of this battle.